A taming system fell from the sky, and I immediately used it on the campus heartthrob. "Call me Your Majesty!" "Take a walk with me." "Let me touch you!" He never resisted, letting me do as I pleased. I was quite satisfied. Until I saw him holding hands with his childhood sweetheart by the lake... I was sick with jealousy. So I activated my power, pinned him to the sofa, tore at his clothes, and kissed him senseless. When I’d had my fill and was about to leave, he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Well? Aren't you going to take responsibility for that?" I was stunned. I screamed at the system in my head. It blinked and stuck out its tongue. "(Tee hee, how embarrassing!) Actually, honey, I don't have any powers to control people at all~" Me: ?? You son of a bitch, you played me! 1 I have a crush on Duke Shaw. I've had a crush on him since high school. But now I'm a sophomore in college, and I still haven't told him. Because he's the undisputed campus heartthrob. And I'm... a nobody. I often ask the universe, what's the harm in making one more girl stunningly beautiful? The universe never answers. Until today. A voice suddenly popped into my head. "(Whimpers) Hello, host! I'm Angel Service System 511." "Sweetie, can you hear me? 511 is at your service." "Sweetie? Are you deaf?" ... Have I been reading so many web novels that I've finally lost my mind? I'm in the middle of a lecture, and my brain is already going haywire?! Unreal. Absolutely insane. But I still found myself replying: "Who are you? What do you want?" System 511 cooed, "Sweetie, I heard your wish, and I'm here to help you make it come true." My eyes lit up. "Really? Are you here to turn me into a world-class beauty?" "Well, no..." 511 cleared its throat awkwardly. "But honey, I can grant you one ability—the power to tame a person for a designated period of time!" "No matter what you command, they will obey." That sounded familiar. Like something I'd read in a spicy fanfic. Still, I was thrilled. "Really? They'll obey any command?" The system's reply was firm. "Of course, sweetie." And so... My gaze drifted involuntarily toward Duke Shaw. He was sitting perfectly straight, his tall frame cutting a sharp silhouette. His slightly long hair fell over his forehead, and his eyes were downcast, lost in thought. As if sensing my stare, he suddenly turned his head. I quickly looked away, pretending nothing had happened. The power to tame someone? A very useful power indeed. After all, I've been dying to get my hands on Duke for a very long time. 2 511 told me that to use the taming power, I had to follow three rules: One: We had to be alone together. Two: I had to hold his face in my hands and look directly into his eyes to issue a command. Three: The control period could not exceed five minutes. "Okay, got it!" I rubbed my hands together, eager to try. Heh heh, my sweet, unsuspecting prey. Here I come! After class, Duke walked over to me and gave me a light flick on the forehead. "You weren't paying attention in class. What were you staring at me for?" I rubbed my head, my tone dismissive. "Don't be so conceited. I was just thinking about what to get for lunch." Could I really tell you I was plotting how I was going to pounce on you in a few minutes? That would be terrifying. "Perfect. Let's go to the cafeteria together." Normally, I would have agreed in a heartbeat. But the cafeteria was always packed. I couldn't use my power there. So I had to force myself to say no. "Nah, I'm eating with my roommate... but wait for me after your last class! We can walk home together!" "Deal." As I watched Duke walk away, my heart did a little dance. In high school, my grades were really unbalanced. Our teacher paired me up with Duke, who had the opposite problem, so we could tutor each other in math and English. That's how we became friends. Honestly, he was already gorgeous back then. A handsome face, a great personality, and tons of friends. He was ridiculously popular. I was always seeing girls from other classes trying to talk to him. Because of our tutoring sessions, Duke was always nice to me. He'd bring me snacks and invite me over to his house to do homework on the weekends. Staring at that handsome face day after day, it wasn't long before I was completely smitten. But a secret crush is a one-woman war. I once asked him what his ideal type was. He just smiled and said nothing. Undeterred, I asked his friend. His friend pointed to Isabelle Croft, the beautiful valedictorian of our class. He told me Duke was into her. They were childhood friends, a match made in heaven. I was already too scared to confess, and now I knew he liked someone else. So I just studied harder, hoping to close the distance between us, even if just a little. The day our college entrance exam scores came out, I called Duke immediately. When I found out his score was only a few points higher than mine, I was ecstatic. I made him promise to show me his list of college choices before he submitted it. I copied his application, school for school. Finally, we ended up at the same university in our city. And by some stroke of luck, our major only had one freshman class. So Duke and I were classmates once again. It's been two years. He's still just as lukewarm towards me as ever. We're just friends. But... Who wants to be his friend?! 3 After my last class, I deliberately dawdled in the classroom for a good fifteen minutes, waiting for a chance to be alone with him. When all the other students had finally left, Duke looked at me, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "Summer, are you planning on taking your entire desk home with you?" 511's voice suddenly burst into my head. "Host, now's your chance—" I shot up from my seat, took a deep breath, cupped Duke's face in my hands, and stared into his eyes. A few seconds later, I spoke. "Obey my command!" Duke blinked, but he didn't speak or resist. My heart exploded with joy. It actually worked! Normally, he would have called me a lunatic by now. Okay, what command should I give him? I cleared my throat. "Call me Your Majesty!" 511 was speechless. "...Sweetie, are you insane?" I blushed. "It's just a test run!" Duke looked at me, his perfect lips parting slightly. Then, he spoke, his voice low and clear. "Your Majesty." I nearly jumped out of my skin with excitement. He actually did it! That was a completely ridiculous request! Oh my God! The system wasn't lying! I quickly composed myself. There was still time, I couldn't waste it. I issued my next command. "Walk with me on the athletic track!" The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Five minutes wasn't nearly enough time for a walk. Just then, 511 swooped in like a superhero. "Go, sweetie! Since this is your first time, I'm giving you a one-time bonus of unlimited time. Go and enjoy yourself!" A bonus offer? This system was the best! Overjoyed, I grabbed Duke's hand and bolted downstairs. He had no idea how many times I'd gone for a walk after dinner, watching couples stroll hand-in-hand, chatting, or hiding in a corner for a hug and a kiss, and felt a pang of envy. Today, I finally had someone to walk with me. It was perfect. On the track, I held onto the corner of Duke's shirt, and we walked slowly for half a lap. Then, I slyly reached for his hand. His hand was broad, his fingers long and elegant. Of course, a guy with a face like that would have beautiful hands. I tried to weave my clumsy fingers between his, aiming for the perfect hand-hold. But his knuckles were firm, and he wasn't exactly helping me out. After a few seconds of struggling, my fingers just hurt. "Stupid hand! What's the point of being handsome if you can't even hold a girl's hand properly?" I playfully smacked the back of his hand. At that, Duke suddenly turned his hand over and laced his fingers tightly with mine. My heart started hammering against my ribs. His palm was warm, maybe even a little sweaty. We were so close I could feel the warmth of his breath on my cheek. My face flushed crimson, and my pulse was racing. 511 was my one-woman hype squad. "Go for it, sweetie! He's still under your control. He'll do whatever you say!" I cursed at it in my head. Shut up! But what came out of my mouth was something entirely different. "Kiss me." Duke froze for a second. Then, he cupped my face in his free hand and slowly leaned down. His soft, beautiful lips brushed against the corner of my mouth. My head spun. I was as red as a boiled lobster. Ahhhhhhhhhhh— I actually kissed Duke Shaw! 4 In the end, I ditched Duke and ran for my life. Yes, I'm that pathetic. I couldn't face him after he snapped out of it. And I was terrified of what he'd think if he knew what I did to him while he was... not himself. But as soon as I got home, I was filled with regret. If I'd known he wouldn't fight back, I should have kissed him more, touched him more. What a waste! I buried my face in my pillow, reliving the moment for a while before a new thought struck me. "Wait, I just ran off. Will he be able to get home by himself?" 511 (cute face): "Of course, sweetie! The moment you left, the power automatically deactivated." That made me feel even worse. "When he came to his senses and realized I'd ditched him, he wasn't mad, was he?" 511 (pouting face): "Of course not, sweetie! And if you're worried, I can help you erase his memory of this afternoon." I shot that down immediately. "No, don't do that! I don't want to mess with his head!" That would just make things worse. That weekend, my roommate Maya called me. Her friend in the dorm next door was having a birthday party and she wanted me to go with her. I had nothing better to do, so I agreed. I never expected to see Duke and his roommates there when we arrived at the karaoke lounge. Great minds think alike, I guess. The birthday girl greeted us and then went to pick some songs. Thinking about what I'd done to Duke on Friday, my face burned with embarrassment. Luckily, the room was dimly lit, so no one noticed. Duke and his roommates were playing cards at another table. He looked completely normal and didn't even say hi. I felt a pang of disappointment. We've been classmates for years, and he's just going to pretend I'm invisible? Jerk. Tomorrow, I'm definitely going to find a chance to punish him with my powers. After singing a few songs, the birthday girl sat down next to Duke, draping an arm over his shoulder. They looked awfully chummy. I was so annoyed I cracked a walnut with my bare fist. Maya popped the nutmeat into her mouth, giving me a sideways glance. "What's wrong? Jealous?" "You're just too passive," she said. "If it were me, I'd go right over there and join them. Who's afraid of who?" That set me off. "He's been ignoring me since I walked in! Am I supposed to chase after him and beg for his attention?" Maya looked at me, completely serious. "You're lucky you have a hot guy to chase. Don't be so picky." Me: ... "And stalking him like a little thief every day isn't going to get you anywhere," she continued, offering some unsolicited advice. "Why don't you just confess?" I took a swig of beer, my heart full of bitterness. "You think I don't want to? I'm afraid he'll reject me, and then we won't even be able to be friends anymore." Maya peeled an orange. "So what? It's not like you're getting anywhere with him now." ...She had a point. I couldn't even argue. The birthday girl picked up the microphone and called for everyone's attention. "Today is my 20th birthday, and I'm so grateful you could all be here to celebrate with me." "My mom once told me that after a girl turns 20, she can start making her own decisions in life. Even if she regrets them later, at least she'll have no regrets about not trying!" As she spoke, Maya nudged me, wiggling her eyebrows. "Based on my experience, she's about to confess to a guy in this room." "The time, the place, the mood—it's all perfect!" "Oh, please," I scoffed. "You think everyone is as shameless as you are?" Maya was undeterred. "Wanna bet? If she confesses, you give me twenty bucks. If not, I give you twenty." I snorted. "You're on!"
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